Page 27 of Distorted Obsession (The Distorted Trilogy #1)

colter

I never anticipated what it would be like to be in Eva’s presence as she broke down. It’s so different to be in the room with her as it happened.

When we witnessed her devolving through the cameras, I could disassociate from the raw feelings she displayed. They felt exaggerated—as if she was purposely emoting for attention even though she didn’t know anyone was watching.

Kissing up the hollow of her throat, my nostrils flare, inhaling her chamomile and lavender scent. My dick hardens as my body hums to life.

I wait for guilt to follow, but it never comes. Nothing’s changed. Eva needs to answer for her part in Farrah’s death— she has to . The scales of justice demand restitution, and Eva Rose will pay that price.

“Wh-what are we doing?” she asks as Cooper runs his palm up the expanse of her stomach before sliding beneath her shirt and tweaking her nipple. “Fuck!”

Her cry of pleasure shoots straight to my groin, making my balls draw up.

“We’re doing what we promised, zīna l-m?????—helping you forget,” I whisper, running my tongue up the shell of her ear before nipping it.

Eva hisses, her body molding into mine seamlessly. “Please,” she implores, pushing her ass against my cock.

Cooper’s eyes meet mine as he slides down between her legs.

His gaze matches my own— a silent conversation.

We both want this—we want her. I know my brother as I know myself, and at this moment, our plans are morphing again.

First, we’ll make her ours, using her grief and guilt to mold her exactly how we want her. She’ll be our wabi-sabi.

“Please, what, zzīna l-m??????” I murmur, nipping the column of her throat.

Gasping, she moans, “Please don’t stop.”

“Tell us what you want, Eva,” Cooper instructs, pulling down her shorts.

We don’t bother with moving toward the bed. Whatever is about to happen will happen right where we stand.

“Make it all go away. Please, help me forget, even if it’s only for a moment,” she pleads.

Smiling, I grip her chin, angling her head until she looks up at me.

“You beg so prettily, but we require more. If you want us to help, you’ll need to surrender control to us, not just here in this moment,” I explain.

Confusion registers in her eyes, so I continue, “You’ll be ours, Evie.

You’ll do as we say when we say, without question or complaint. ”

She freezes, processing my words. “What does that entail?”

This is what we wanted. She isn’t saying no outright.

Eva desperately wants to relinquish control, as much as we want to exert control over her. As she’s said before—she’s drowning, so we’ll be her life raft until we drown her ourselves.

“It means, l warda dyali lhlouwa, in and out of this bedroom, we’ll be your gods while you’ll be our altar.

You’ll follow our commandments as we worship at your feet.

We’ll free you of the mental shackles imprisoning you,” my brother states, then he pushes her panties to the side and dips his tongue into her pussy.

“Ahh-ahh. Shit, that feels so fucking good,” she exclaims.

As Cooper continues his assault, I join in, lifting her shirt over her head once she willingly raises her arms. Then, I unhook her bra, cupping her perfectly full and perky tits in my palms and squeezing.

“Do you understand?” I question, rolling her nipples between my fingers.

Eva throws her head back, resting it on my shoulder. “Huh?”

One could argue that expressed consent can’t be given in this instance, but I’m more than okay with consent of the dubious variety.

It pales in comparison to what we’ve done and what’s still to come for our sweet Evie Rose.

Maybe there should be some hesitation—a moment of second-guessing, but that ship has sailed out to sea and is lost in the Bermuda Triangle with no hope of ever being found.

“Focus,” I command, knowing she won’t be able to. I’m also not actually waiting for an answer. I know she won’t say no, not because she wants this, but because she needs to escape.

I watch Cooper suck her clit between his lips before he flicks the bundle of nerves. Eva’s back arches, and I use my hold around her chest to keep her stationary. “Stay still, or this ends.”

“H-how,” she stutters. “How am I supposed to do that?”

I want to shout, ‘You can’t.’ After all, that’s the point of our seduction.

Instead, my lips curl into a feline grin.

Seeing my opportunity, I bite the flesh of her throat, switching between nipping and sucking as her pulse ratchets up.

Working my way down, my tongue grazes her shoulder, and I pause at the sight of a beauty mark surrounded by freckles I’ve never noticed before. Then, I double my efforts.

“Be ours,” I reaffirm, licking her collarbone. “Be our little slut, and we’ll make all the darkness disappear.”

“I—” Eva hesitates, her body stiffening at my debasement.

She’ll be used to it soon enough.

“But—”

I cut her off, silencing her protests. If this is going to work, Eva needs to believe we can take her to highs the cutting never could—that the air she purposely deprives herself of until she loses consciousness will never provide her the escape we can.

But only if she submits. None of this will work if she doesn’t come to us willingly.

Releasing her lips, I gaze down as Cooper lifts her leg over his shoulder and slides two fingers into her dripping cunt.

The sound Eva makes is enough to make me want to push him out of the way and take his place. His smug, wolfish grin when our eyes meet tells me he knows it, too.

“Please… please… please,” she chants.

I quickly flick my attention to Eva, admiring the sight of her lost in the throes of lust.

“Fuck,” I groan when my cock jumps in my lounger pants, and I know she feels it. My suspicions are confirmed when her delectable ass grinds against my painfully hard dick. “Someone’s being naughty, I taunt, gripping her waist to stop her from moving. “We can’t have that, can we, Coop?”

He hums his agreement, and Eva curses, trying desperately to roll her hips. Sensing her actions, Cooper stops.

“Nooo… please,” she begs. “You can’t stop there… not now.”

“You know what needs to be done,” he states, swirling the tips of his fingers at her entrance. “You need to say the words, Eva, if you want this to continue.”

Grumbling in frustration, she sasses, “I can’t make that decision now. I need time to think.” Fire burns in her eyes as her gaze volleys between Cooper and me. “How can you both expect me to decide right n-n-n-o-owww?”

“That’s it, zzīna l-m?????,” I smugly coax. “Give us your answer, and you’ll get to come until you lose your voice.

“I can’t,” she emphatically declares. “I just need?—”

Clasping her throat, I rasp, “— to say. You only need to speak the three-letter word, and then everything that haunts you will become ours to bear.”

I dip my chin, signalling for Cooper to start again. Then, I cup her breast with one hand as I glide the other down her stomach, past her pubic bone, only stopping when I find what I want— her clit .

Eva’s back bows as she screams. It’s a full-on assault now.

Cooper’s pistoning in and out of her pussy with two fingers from one hand while he pumps two digits into her ass, and I’m swirling my two fingertips over clit as I suck on her neck and fondle her breast.

The only sounds in this room are her moans, our grunts, and the slapping of skin.

I need to be in that pretty pussy . I internally kick myself for allowing my brother to go first.

The things we do in the name of brotherly love.

I growl with hunger at the scent of her arousal, doubling my I efforts, desperate for a taste. We’ve got to get her closer to the precipice—just far enough for her to tip over into our snare willingly.

Jealousy swells in my chest as I watch Cooper thrust a third finger inside her. “You want to taste her, don’t you, Colt?” my brother taunts, pumping to match the pace with his cadence. “You want to feel her juices dripping down your chin as you bury your face in her tight, wet pussy.”

“Ho-ly. Fuckkkk,” Eva bellows, her body tensing, and Coop’s stare meets mine.

I subtly shake my head—not yet.

Grinning, he pulls the three digits covered in her juices from her pussy and the two in her ass as he stands. Eva starts to protest, parting her lips in time for Cooper to shove his drenched fingers in her mouth. “Be a good bitch and suck,” he commands, and she whimpers. She fucking whimpers .

“You like it when we treat you like a sex doll?” I murmur in her ear.

Eva tries to speak around Cooper’s fingers, but whatever she’s trying to say melts into an erotic moan.

The sound that fills the room is nearly enough for me to say fuck the goddamn contract and let’s just go for the gold.

But she’s still not ready. Eva’s not broken or desperate enough. She still has avenues she can explore.

We need to demolish, or at least make her perceive that we’re her only way out.

Her whines for more spur me on.

I reposition myself, moving until I have better access to her tits.

Then, I lower my head, wrap my lips around her nipple and tug.

We’ll lose the home-court advantage if we allow her to be rational.

She’ll have time to process and think of all the cons of accepting our deal.

So, nope—there will be none of that shit.

Eva’s arm shoots up, and then she winds it around me, gripping the back of my neck to remain upright. I know I’ve successfully distracted her train of thought once I hear the sweet, sweet cry of victory. Cooper must also have started to tease her because her hips undulate, chasing her release.

Just as she’s about to surrender, Cooper’s face moves from between her legs as I release her nipple from between my teeth as I remorsefully lift my fingers from her cunt. Then, I bring my fingers to my mouth and groan when I taste Eva on my tongue.

Groaning, I drop my arm at my side and mutter under my breath, wanting to say fuck our plan and slam inside of her, but when Eva cries out in frustration, and her eyes snap open to meet our hungry stares, I know it was the correct decision.

“Only good girls get to come,” Colter starts.

“Remember that for next time,” Cooper finishes. “Now, let’s get you home before one of your suitemates comes hunting us down to take off our heads.”

Cooper fixes her clothes before he stands and we begin to head for the doorway.

“You can’t be fucking serious,” she hisses, which only serves to make Coop and I whirl around and arch a brow in challenge.

Surveying her disheveled appearance, I retort, “Can’t we, though?”

“The agreement was only once you submit,” Cooper states.

Striding, I grip her chin between my thumb and the knuckle of my index finger and add, “Plus, we gave you a free taste of what you will get once you say yes.”

Eva’s gaze widens in surprise, registering that she’s no longer distraught from her dark thoughts.

Sexually frustrated—yup . But I have to imagine she’d take that over having to slice into her beautiful body or asphyxiate.

“Please,” she begs, pulling my attention from my thoughts. “Give me a little more time to process this. It’s… it’s so much all at once. What happened here… it—it changes everything.”

Cooper clears his throat. “Fine.” Hope lights in Eva’s eyes as shock explodes in mine.

Stupid human I had to share a placenta with, say what now?

My neck snaps in Cooper’s direction, but the asshole ignores my death stare.

“But you don’t get to come until you agree, and that agreement must be in writing,” my genius zygotic twin announces.

Fucking brilliant. I could kiss him right now.

Seeing her dismay, I go in for the kill shot. “And you better not touch or let anyone else touch our pussy because we’ll know if you do.”

Cooper and I stand at the entrance to the guest bedroom. “Now get your ass in gear, it’s time to get you home,” he orders.

“Don’t leave me like this,” Eva whines, her need on full display in her lust-filled brown eyes.

Then, with one more glance, I smirk, and Cooper and I exit the room, leaving her bereft.